The dogs in this area have gone out plum out of their heads. (Yes, that is the technical veterinary term.) Twice in the last 24 hours I’ve found myself holding a dog’s chin, looking deep into their eyes, and asking “WHAT on Earth were you thinking?”

Case one – A very sweet slightly elderly lady returns home from visiting with a more elderly relative and can’t find her even more elderly (in dog years), deaf, small dog. She eventually finds the hole in the screen where he pushed through and jumped out the window. The second story window. She rushes outside to see if he is crumpled in the window well only to meet the neighbor who found him wandering around the yard and took him to her house so he didn’t get hurt. Except for a wrenched knee he seemed fine. Time will tell if anything else shows up.

Case two – A call comes in about a dog seen 10 days ago for a suspected intestinal obstruction. She is still on medication but now won’t eat and isn’t acting right. She is brought in by her female person while her male person looks around the yard to see if she is going to the bathroom. (What a dedicated puppy daddy!) I’m worried that she is not getting better but the owner says that she seemed to feel a lot better then suddenly go downhill again. While we are in the room the male person calls and says that he found a pile of vomit containing part of a bird, a lot of plastic, and part of an aluminum can. Yep, she felt better alright. So good that the x-ray confirms that she has a ball of metal in her stomach and an intestine full of pieces of presumably bird bones. Plastic doesn’t show up on x-rays so we have to wait until the surgery to see if that is still there.

Luckily I’m off for 48 hours so maybe this spate of irrational behavior will pass.

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  2. LOL We got home last night to find that our mutt, Puck, had dug into a bag of trash (just oversized boxes that won’t fit in the regular trash, empty milk jugs, things like that, nothing edible) and torn up several boxes, and such looking for food. It was a mess, all over the computer room (where DH has the bag stashed, till he can get to the dump today) and into the livingroom. Fortunately, he doesn’t seem to eat any of this non-edible stuff, just chews it up and trashes things. He’ll even rip into empty plastic grocery sacks, looking for edibles, if they mistakenly get left where he can find them, when we leave the house.

    But then, he does that all the time, not just this past week. Hope the doggy-insanity comes to an end, for ya.

  3. Dogs in our area are being dumb too… Friday my mother called to ask me if I knew anyone on our road who had a beagle mix and or a black shepard mix, at that time I couldn’t think of anyone… then hours later while at work it dawned on me that those two dogs belong to a couple about a mile and a half away on the other side of the river. This is the third time in about six months that I’ve ID’d these dogs for someone in our town… last time a co-worker came into work and was telling me that her sister had found this really nice beagle mix at her house. When see told me what the dog looked like I knew it had to be K.M.’s dog because I had just seen a poster in the front of the store that the little mut was missing again….. I’m going to to start charging commision 😛
    The poor little thing doesn’t even have any tags so someone could call the owners either.

  4. Are you kidding – they are all dumb. Even if you identify them as, oh let’s say… smarter than a Chocolate Lab (yep got one of them). My ‘suppose to be smart’ Boarder Collie mix has had both knees repaired. We had to rescue her from the side of a cliff today – now she’s limping again. I just want to go up to that beautiful face and scream … DUH

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